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Crucify The Worm

Worm eats through to penetrate. Trespasses, what dirty deeds? What ichor is this to venerate? How dare eat, how dare have needs? Godly viral load unbeatable, no t-cell left to count. Wriggling in puddle inconceivable, piss upon this crucified mount. Lazarus, risen from the dead, no dog now licks your wounds. Lepers now banshees are instead social workers which we swoon. And the Roman laws and judges continue blame, hand down sentence, as degenerative generation smudges out from existence, HIV+ penance. Dissected and pinned against wall, this writhing experiment oozes. Whilst priests and politicians naw, compassion and AIDS funding loses.
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Jan 28, 2016
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We writhe. Yet, AIDS survives. Will any of us?

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#survival#blame#aids#hiv#bad-politics#bad-religion
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